Blue

Red sky in the morning

sailors take warning�?/FONT>

 

Firebolts flash

     funk of ozone 

Ruby afterglow

     clouds blush

Scarlet knowing

 

Crimson tides

     wash and wash           

anemone arms           

     answer, sway

to waves caress.

 

Red sky at night...

sailors delight�?/FONT>

 

and swim

     til the sea is

          blue.

 

 

Passing Storm

 

I close my eyes to feel�?/FONT>

 

Your fingertips gently not tracing my cheek
Your arms not bringing me close
You not tugging my hair as your hands don't slide down my spine
Your breath not giving me life as
Your lips don't touch mine

 

Clouds gather in the sky
Branches bend in the breeze
Blowing the clouds away�?/FONT>

...Away�?/FONT>

To the east the storm breaks
The far mountains drink my rain
While,

eyes closed,

I thirst�?/FONT>

 

 

 

Wasted

Any month is the cruelest month
if alchemist combines
proper measure of memory and desire.

 

The mind becomes barren
future obscura with brown fog
Unreal City
waiting at the bar for the final call.

 

Final call.
Unreal.

 

Platitudes puddle on the bar�?BR>drip down the frosted glass

 

He takes a towel
     begins to wipe them up
He waits�?BR>     at least the puddle is something.

 

 

Rival

 

Is it right to envy
              a cigarette?

Unapologetically she touches your lips
Publicly seduces you
Taken in�?BR>               You crave
More
 â€¦Yes�?BR>
 â€¦just one more�?/FONT>

The cigarette sees me
                 Reading my mind,
She smiles�?BR>                 For she’s cradled in your fingertips
                 Encircled in your mouth
While I sit alone�?BR>                              â€¦untouched�?/FONT>